Hey you – yes you – boy in my mind you
Try to tease me with your hopelessness
Surely you could never allow yourself to live up to yourself
But I have a vagina and it says hello
And wonders how your wife is
But mostly I’m here because boy o boy
You sure do leave me thinking
These crazy things and sometimes it’s true
But most of the time it’s a load of bull
So the fun ends when I get stuck with him
Who is mostly just sepia with a dash of yellow
Which never really impressed me as a color
Because the sun just burns and barely keeps me warm
Not so much as you boy in my mind you
Burn me up red in the face and other places
To keep me guessing thinking that one day
I’ll find this boy toy who cares not
Except that’s impossible unless I want a gerbil
And five kids with a lot of scars in places
Where I’d rather not have scars
Like my left eye and perhaps a broken nose
From a well-intentioned baseball
Or a boy that thought he knew how to throw
But obviously he did
And hey boy – yes you boy – oh boy
You’re rattling this cage and I didn’t even know I was in one